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“I look for the Lord.”

Our wealth has wasted all away,
Our pleasures have found wings;
The night is long until the day,
Lord, give us better things:
A ray of light in thirsty night
And secret water springs.
Our love is dead, or sleeps, or else
Is hidden from our eyes:
Our silent love, while no man tells
Or if it lives or dies.
Oh give us love, O Lord, above
In changeless Paradise.
Our house is left us desolate,
Even as Thy word hath said.
Before our face the way is great,
Around us are the dead:
Oh guide us, save us from the grave,
As Thou Thy saints hast led.
Lead us where pleasures evermore
And wealth indeed are placed,
And home on an eternal shore,
And love that cannot waste;

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Where Joy Thou art unto the heart,
And Sweetness to the taste.